Once Chloe got up, Clint did the same and followed her inside. It sounded like everyone was finally home, which was good. Steve and Natasha were bound to be a little twitchy.

Steve came over to check Chloe while Natasha checked Clint over.

"What happened?" she asked, deciding to let Steve handle fussing for a bit.

"Some wolves tried to get the drop on us," Clint replied, letting Natasha check on him. "Chloe took care of them, it was awesome."

Natasha snorted quietly. "Did you help or did you just stand around gaping at her?" she asked.

"I helped a little," Clint defended. "I kept them from all jumping on her at once."

Natasha snorted again. "At least you didn't get bitten," she said, amused. "Then I would have been mad."

"Yeah, I thought about that," Clint admitted. "I was careful. Chokeholds only."

"Good." Natasha nodded her satisfaction. "How did Tony take it?" She was rather sad she'd missed out on that particular reaction.

"He's grumbling," Clint replied. "Pretty much came out, scruffed the damn things, and threw them off the property. He's working on the wards right now, I think."

Natasha snorted again. She knew Chloe had already eaten, and Steve was taking care of the fussing bit.

"We're probably going to bed down together tonight." She raised an eyebrow at him in silent invitation. It happened once in a while.

Clint shrugged a bit.

"That's fine," he said. He was always alright with that, and he knew better than to refuse the invitation.

Natasha nodded and went to go bully Chloe into having another snack. The mountain lion rumbled but let herself be herded into the kitchen.